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Forget it, forget everything.
I'm tired of this ****. Yea I might be all talk, soem people hope thats all i am, but somewhere along the lines in these past twelve years hopefully I've pent up enough **** to actually do something.
No, its not your fault, you just one tiny grain of sand in the barrel of ****.
these tears I cry are for real. Holding things inside of yourself for twelve years... eventually the bubble will burst. |
Last edited by Fran : 06.29.08 at 00:23:02.
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aw fran, just so you know, i love you for who you are. don't let others bring you down or bother you.